Kollas Night Quotes & Sayings

I don't really play a lot of games. — Chris Jericho

The thing about meditation is: you become more and more you. — David Lynch

If you live for everybody you will die a nobody. — Matshona Dhliwayo

For a while, for as long as you're looking at it, that painting is the world and you get to be in it. — Cath Crowley

I once received a cape that was made from the little purple bags that Crown Royal Whisky comes in. — Dave Grohl

The grove is the centre of their whole religion. It is regarded as the cradle of the race and the dwelling-place of the supreme god to whom all things are subject and obedient. — Tacitus

Summoning those memories was like touching a burning pot. She could do it only briefly before she had to pull away. — Stephanie Perkins

I never could get a proper job. — Tibor Fischer

Many claim I am a photographer of tragedy. In the greater sense I am not, for though I often photograph where the tragic emotion is present, the result is almost invariably affirmative. — W. Eugene Smith

Any woman who marries an Italian must accept the undeniable fact that she has also married his mother. — Diane Cilento

My mother was determined to make us independent. When I was four years old, she stopped the car a few miles from our house and made me find my own way home across the fields. I got hopelessly lost. — Richard Branson

Recently, I was preparing to sing Springsteen's 'If I Should Fall Behind' for a wedding and was unable to get through it without tears. My wife handed me 'Love You Forever.' I read it. I cried. But that cry somehow cured me of crying while singing the song. Go figure. — Clyde Edgerton

Of its persistent, artless strain: Naught so can soothe a soul's own pain, As making glad another soul! — Paul Verlaine

I've always loved singing. I find it exhilarating. — Madeleine Peyroux

Ransom was by now thoroughly frightened - not with the prosaic fright that a man suffers in a war, but with a heady, bounding kind of fear that was hardly distinguishable from his general excitement: he was poised on a sort of emotional watershed from which, he felt, he might at any moment pass either into delirious terror or into an ecstasy of joy. — C.S. Lewis